Chapter 321 Heart-wrenching

Murong Yu thought about how Hao Ren had behaved in front of him over the past few years, and the things he had ordered Hao Ren to do.

I finally realized that I was the one who was actually deceived and played around with.

Pei Shu's eyes were frosted:

"God, have mercy on our Pei family. Please spare Ling Yun and me a chance to live. Let us seek justice in the world."

Murong Yu looked at her eyes and thought of all the days when she had been considerate, caring and affectionate towards him.

One night of marriage is worth a hundred days of love, but there was no tenderness in her eyes.

He had genuine feelings for her.

Because of his true love, he let the girl named Pei sleep next to his pillow and gave her wealth, glory and unlimited love.

Murong Yu asked in a hoarse voice:

"Have you been by my side all these years just for revenge? After so many years of companionship, do you... have any sincerity towards me?"

Even just a little bit.

"Really?" Pei Shu laughed sharply and briefly.

Squeak——

The sword avoided the heart by three inches and stabbed in.

She wouldn't kill him with one blow.

She wanted to torture him with every blow of her sword.

He was tortured to the point where he could neither live nor die.

Over the years, there has not been a single day when she didn't think about tearing Murong Yu into pieces.

"My Pei family has never forgotten this blood feud."

Hatred crept onto Pei Shu's smooth face, and she spoke each word clearly.

Puff. The cold sword was pulled out, bringing out a piece of blood and flesh.

Then, he pierced the next part.

Blood gushed out of the wound, and Murong Yu almost fainted from the pain.

At this time, Hao Ren took out a bottle of medicine powder and sprinkled it on Murong Yu's wounds.

It is an extremely effective hemostatic powder.

It is a good thing for saving people, but also a good thing for torturing people.

Stop the bleeding and live longer, but you will suffer more.

Pei Shu's teeth were chattering with hatred, but her hand holding the sword was steady.

When she practiced sword dancing under the dead old locust tree, every strike of the sword was a preparation for today's scene.

She twisted the sword, and the veins on the back of her hand and arm were visible.

Squeak——

"This sword is for my parents."

Squeak——

"This sword is for my brother and sister-in-law."

Squeak——

"This sword is for my little sister."

Squeak——

She avoided the vital points and stabbed again and again.

His hands were covered in blood.

There was a strong smell of blood on her skirt, on her shoes, on the floor, and in the entire dark room.

She wanted to poke holes all over him.

With red eyes, she asked Murong Yu:

"Does it hurt?"

Murong Yu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, like a panting old dog.

Pei Shu smiled and shed tears:

"It hurts."

Squeak——

"This sword is for the Xue family army."

“This sword—

For Xue Yuzhuo."

She had heard about the tragic scene of the massacre of Xue's army.

She had heard that Xue Yuzhuo would rather die than surrender and was stabbed nine times by the Hu people on the battlefield.

Nine knives.

Nine swords...

How painful would it be when the boy she loved so much was stabbed?

Her heart ached at the thought.

When Murong Yu heard Xue Yuzhuo's name, he suddenly became more sober.

"You... for him?"

Pei Shu was still smiling, tears still streaming down her face:

"Yes, I did it for him. Otherwise, why do you think I didn't get engaged back then?"

Murong Yu stared at Pei Shu:

"...I...I made you my consort...I have shown you great favor and love, yet you only yearn for someone who has been dead for many years..."

Hao Ren continued to sprinkle the powder on Murong Yu's wound, treating it like a piece of bleeding meat in the kitchen:

"You can't even reach half the edge of General Xue's clothes."

Bang bang——!

Murong Yu suddenly became manic.

Perhaps because of the stimulation, some remaining strength burst out of his body.

He hated the look in Hao Ren's eyes.

Many years ago, when he was still young and had not yet calmed down from the great joy of ascending the throne, Pei Dingli looked at him with this kind of eyes.

That look was as if he was looking at an unqualified substitute or a defective product.

It seemed as if he was saying that he was stupid by nature and that he was inferior to Prince Minghuai in every way.

But he is obviously the emperor, the ruler of the world, and no one can look down on him.

Pei Dingli is no match for him either.

"It's all your father's fault, it's all your Pei family's fault!"

"It is Pei Dingli who does not know the way of ruler and subject, does not know how to advance and retreat, and has forgotten who is the ruler and who is the subject!"

"It is your Pei family who disrespects the emperor. You deserve to die! I did nothing wrong... I did nothing wrong..."

Blood foamed from Murong Yu's mouth, and he was eager to prove to someone that he was right.

Hao Ren looked at him and said only one sentence:

"A rotten tree cannot be carved; it will never become a rough jade. My father was wrong only in one thing: he thought a rotten tree could be carved."

All of Murong Yu's words died in his throat.

The pain all over his body turned into a raging fire, burning away his disguise and tearing apart the inferiority hidden deep within him.

His throne was stolen.

The emperor never looked at him straight in the eye. He would never be as good as Prince Minghuai.

Hao Ren handed the bottle of powder to Pei Shu, then turned and walked to another corner.

There's a sack in the corner.

Hao Ren dragged the sack over:

"You think you're smart, why don't you guess who's in here?"

The sack was very large, with a human figure bulging out of it, not as small as a child, nor as tall as an adult.

Murong Yu's heart suddenly sank:

"Zhen'er...what did you do to Zhen'er..."

Pei Shu pointed the sword at the sack and cut it open bit by bit:

"During these years in the palace, I know you love the Crown Prince deeply. I am extremely grateful to know that you truly love the Crown Prince. Otherwise, how could I let you experience the pain of losing your loved one?"

"We siblings are giving you a gift, so you won't be alone on your journey to the underworld."

The sack was slashed open.

A charred corpse was revealed.

Like a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Crown Prince Murong Zhen was still lying on the couch during the palace coup.

No one deliberately tried to kill him, and no one was willing to risk their lives to rescue him.

Everyone in the Eastern Palace ran away, fearing the prince who could kill people at any time.

Murong Zhen fainted in the brocade tent, inhaled too much smoke, and was burned into a charred corpse.

When Murong Yu saw the corpse, he felt that the surroundings were quiet and he could not hear any sound.

His eyes were dull and his body was stiff.

All the struggles just now stopped.

After a moment of silence in the dark room, a heart-wrenching wail erupted.

The wailing echoed in the room.

Faint cries were heard, startling the birds foraging outside.

…

When Hao Ren and Pei Shu came out of the dark room, it was almost dark.

The autumn moon rises.

The moonlight was a light blue, falling on the lapels of his clothes. Even the bloodstains looked gentle, like delicate flowers blooming on his clothes.

They each went back to the yard to wash up.

Hao Ren breathed a sigh of relief when he washed the blood off his body.

When he finished taking a bath, Wu Yingniang pushed the door open.

Hao Ren hugged Yingniang and buried his head in the crook of her neck:

"Yingniang, I did it."

Wu Yingniang gently stroked Hao Ren's back:

"Well, you did a great job. Thank you for your hard work."

Hao Ren was about to hug Yingniang tightly, but Yingniang pushed him away:

"I know you've been working hard, but it's not time to rest yet. Come on, get out! Something's happened with the Xue family army."

Hao Ren, who was just about to take a break, said: ???

A moment later.

Everyone in Heishan Prefecture gathered together to discuss.

"A letter came from the Northwest. Our worst fears have come true."

"Hunxie heard that Tiele Khan had benefited from invading Dayu, so they seized the opportunity and raised an army again to get a piece of the action."

"The Tiele Khanate continues to fight with its rebellious troops. If this trend continues, they will eventually break into the capital. The situation on both sides is urgent."

"The Black Mountain Army will definitely reach Chang'an this month, but I don't know whether it will arrive first, compared to Tiele Khan's army."

While everyone was analyzing the situation, Xue Che stood up.

His youthful face looked even more resolute in the candlelight:

"I'm going to the northwest to fight alongside my father."

"I am a member of the Xue Family Army. We live and die together with the Xue Family Army."